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Who: Brendig, priest of the Twelve Point Divinity, and YOU.

What: Just an afternoon at the Mog Hill Divinity Temple

Where: Twelve Point Divinity Temple, near Votarysgate.

When: Newdi Monday. If anyone wants to come along later, just put the date in the comment subject.

Notes: There's an OOC post for all your discussion needs.

From the outside, the Mog Hill Temple is a unprepossessing building with a plain wood door and walls clean of graffiti or signs. Upon entering the building, there is a wide, airy hallway with a lone, elderly man sitting in front of a shoerack and a collection of pillows. A sign reminds visitors to ensure their shoes are clean or to leave them behind and that cushions can be borrowed so worshippers can sit in comfort in front of their alcove of choice.

The centre of the building itself is a rectangular room made of unpainted sandstone ringed by twelve, equal sized recesses in the walls, each one containing a symbol of a different god: a collection of parrot feathers in a handthrown clay vase, a mirror, a black stone bowl with a collection of badger's teeth, a decorated katara resting on a patch of lion's skin, a golden ram's horn wrapped in pale blue silk, an almost organic looking metalwork tree, an empty alcove, a dish of candy, an unusually large dragonfly wing suspended in midair, a blue glass bottle filled with some sort of liquid, a banana leaf bowl of rice, and an obsidian knife. On the floor in front of each recess, there is a collection of offerings: incense, votives, and various other items as preferred by that specific deity.

Comments

[hehaseatenthepancake]

Hellboy isn't assuming anything like that, if for no other reason than because he knows of way more than twelve gods back home.

"Well, I suppose the sort of thing we're here to find out about, anyway." He steps into the central chamber and looks around, taking in the alcoves and their contents. He manages to avoid calling out to ask if anyone was home, but he's definitely wondering where the priest is.

[ironshodboots]

Nazca looks around, half expecting a priest (or several) as well. If no one immediately appears, she starts going to each alcove, offering a coin of white iron.

[baedalites.livejournal.com]

And 'lo and behold, there is a priest!

Running a little late today, Brendig enters the temple and approaches Nazca and Hellboy, "Good day, you haven't been waiting long, have you?"

[hehaseatenthepancake]

Oh, there he is. Hellboy offers what passes for a smile for him and his best friendly demeanor. "Not at all. We've just been chatting between ourselves anyway. I'm Hellboy, and this is Nazca. We're both new in town, and we were hoping you could tell us about the local pantheon?"

[ironshodboots]

Nazca nods, with a polite semi-bow. "We shouldn't like to offend out of ignorance," she adds, which is a safe observation, as presumably if Hellboy chooses not to practice, he'll prefer to do it from a knowledgeable position, as opposed to the reverse.